Tucker Cummings

Chapter 181: Gunfire and Flesh

In Uncategorized on June 30, 2011 at 8:30 am

My ruined lover’s face falls apart while he is still conscious, torn throat whistling as his eyelids shut.

I duck, I whirl around, I try to get a sightline to the attackers. If they were in their customary black, they boys should be easy to spot against all this green. But I can’t see a thing.

I take one last look at the back of his head, and it’s enough to spur me. I start running, and I can hear suppressed gunfire behind me. I roll into a thicket, close my eyes, and push.

The air is silent, still.

I’m away.

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